Time is Harsh

Time is Harsh

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'Our touch felt like electricity. Like I was melting. Like I was awake. Like it was chemistry. This time he looked at me. I stared back at him, both of our faces dead serious. He leaned forwards and tilted his head in the direction of my neck. I laid back down and stretched out my neck as far as it could go whilst letting out a little moan, I tried to relax despite all the excitement that was fizzing up inside of me.' *Lottie is twenty-one years old. She's beautiful, charming, sweet, funny, polite, clever, well-mannered and has the good-girl vibe written all over her. Three years ago, she never would've been classed as any of those things. Except beautiful. But beautiful in a different way. One person would refer to her as a cheat. Lottie returns back to England three years later from Australia. Things have changed, it's different to how it used to be. Will her biggest of all secrets come out? The last time Lottie was in England - something terrible happened and she can't afford anyone to know. Will that particular person she's dreading be out of town? Or will it just be a bad nightmare for her? In other words: game over.
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CAUTION CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT. "Say it, Allison," he said, his voice low as he trapped me against the rough wall. A shiver ran down my spine, his voice pulling at me, the power in it making me want to do anything he asked. I shook my head, afraid my voice might betray me. His teeth lightly grazed my neck causing a sigh to get past my lips. I could feel him smile against my skin. He knew he was going to get what he wanted one way or another. I tried to slip away, but he grabbed my wrists, pinning them down tightly. He pressed his hard body against me. I was aware of every inch of him that was touching me. "Don't think you can just leave. We're not done yet." My stomach tightened at his words, the desire inside burning for him. My damn body at war with my mind yet again. He slid his hand up to the edge of my shorts, slowly working it's way up as his mouth trailed small nips from my neck to my collar bone and lower, stopping only when he reached the fabric. I could feel my resolve weakening as his hand reached its destination. "Say it," he demanded. I moaned, my head tipping back as he moved expertly. I wanted to say it then, I really did. But if I said the words, there was no going back. ***************** Allison Cole has just turned seventeen. Most girls would be excited, but she doesn't see it as anything special. She can now find her mate, wherever he is. But she doesn't put much stock in mates or true love. How could something like that be predetermined? Things only go from bad to worse when on that very day she discovers who her mate actually is. Will Allison be able to overcome her bleak thoughts about mates and accept hers? Or is the man bad enough to make her run away? Caught between her body, her mind, and what's best for her pack. Allison must make her decision. Is it worth it?

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